Wear the Mask


In the mist of it all I covered my mouth and then my
nose started to shout. I refused to let the virus
control what I feel. So I keep it real. My relationship
with my mask has given me that feeling that I needed
to stay clear. I keep my distant sending a smile and
telling someone to cover their face in order to stay
alive in desperate time. Many souls are gone away and
the world continue to show tears of sorrow trying to
delay. Keeping the wind that blew in this horrible
thing destroying our many lands as we try to keep
the faith. The debt we have paid can only send us
six feet underground when we can easily step
back six feet around. We can only save our self
so wear the mask that we need to avoid the
the sad and many things we face each day.

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